In Late November, There Are Days of False Clemency by Mercedes Lawry

In Late November, There Are Days of False Clemency

Mercedes Lawry

Twice the winter sun spent
in egg-white hollows

Rain vectors, in follow
and pause

Empty the branch,
an elbow of florid moss

The gulls in slow emphasis, no
cloud clusters, only dashed dark

What the river carries
without cause to tally or know

Mercedes Lawry has published poetry in such journals as Poetry, Prairie Schooner, Rhino, Nimrod, Poetry East, The Saint Ann's Review, and others. She's also published fiction, humor and essays, as well as stories and poems for children. Among the honors she's received are awards from the Seattle Arts Commission, Hugo House, and Artist Trust. She's been a Jack Straw Writer, a Pushcart Prize nominee twice, and held a residency at Hedgebrook. Her chapbook There are Crows in My Blood was published in 2007 and another chapbook, Happy Darkness, was released in 2011. She lives in Seattle.

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